What we don’t talk about can trip us up
It’s the habit we don’t want anyone to know about
The places we click into on the net
The old haunts that still there – welcoming us back in
Our feet know the way even in our sleep
Our secret vices – the odd drink here and there
Never hurt no one
The odd flutter that you got in all in control
Its entertaining that fantasy about the girl who never gives you a second glance
Or that married guy who is so cute that works in your office
We don’t want to talk about the number of Christians that blank each other each Sunday because of perceived wrongs or misinformation
We don’t want to talk about the single women in their forties and fifties still believing God for a mate.
Serving in Church but struggling with their minds, their desires and their broken dreams
We don’t want to acknowledge those who struggle with feelings they dare not articulate even to themselves
What about those who want to get out of the vows they have made
Than rather face beatings and verbal abuse
We don’t want to talk about it
We don’t want to talk about sex until another brother or sister falls
We don’t want to talk about playas, time wasters and men that beat up on their wives
We don’t want to talk about the needs in our bodies that make us struggle whether married or single
We don’t want to talk about our need to keep on accumulating wealth or possessions instead of accumulating souls
We don’t want to talk about why we would rather queue hours for a concert or healing session instead of a prayer meeting
We don’t want to talk about why we can cuss someone out for sitting on ‘our’ chair in church then start raising ‘holy’ hands to pray a couple of minutes later
We don’t want to talk about missions or evangelism
We don’t want to talk about dying to self, holiness, righteousness or trials and tribulations
We want to talk about the sister who is struggling with this or that (because we never make mistakes)
Or the brother who lost his job (because he refused to compromise his ethics)
Or the woman who left her marriage (after years of domestic abuse)
The sister who hasn’t had a baby after 10 years (because Gods time is the best)
The brother who failed his exam (because he was working 2 jobs to support his family at the same time)
The woman who has a different outfit each week (because she is celebrating life again after she was healed of a terminal disease)
I guess we just need to know what to talk about.